This is a song about "Left"

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

His ego left bloated

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

I left for one summer,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

'till there's nothin' left.

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And i'm left for the corrections,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Take away what ever's left

Your father left you for another

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

He was being a bully so i left